Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 72 The Black House

After    finished speaking, Hua Cong's voice disappeared. No matter how Xiaolan called, Hua Cong did not respond as if he could not hear it.

   is the opposite of Liuliwu?

  What kind of hint is this?

   Xiaolan left the destroyed glass house in distress, and stepped on the bluestone slabs all over the courtyard, walking and thinking.

  What is it, wooden house, stone house, concrete house?

  From time to time, there are old houses on both sides, and the paper windows of each house see a little bit of light, like fireflies in the night, and like a pair of prying eyes.

   Xiaolan, who originally regarded the sense of direction as a luxury item, lost his ability to discern even more when he arrived in the world.

  Where is this place? Where am I going? Have I seen this house? How come they all look the same?

   Xiaolan got up, a little angry.

  Do you want me to go in and see every house?

  The bluestone road in front of you was long and stretched, without turning in the visible range, beside the straight path, there were two neat and identical houses on both sides.

  There was still water on the road, Xiaolan stepped on the water trails and flagstones, kicking and walking forward.

  I don’t know how my friends are now, whether they have joined together, are still looking for other companions, or are walking through room after room alone just like myself.

  If Xiaoyin can travel through this space, when will they come to find themselves?

  If they are also solving the problem of the room, then where will they proceed now if they can’t hear the prompt from the flowers?

   Xiaolan walked boringly in the dark night, his eyes swept across the house, but a special sense of incongruity suddenly grabbed his heart.

  What is different.

   Xiaolan looked back, and the house that gave him a special feeling stood in the dark. From the outside, it looked no different from other houses. The closed vermilion wooden doors, the delicate pillars and cornices, and the thin translucent screen windows.

  Screen window?

   Xiaolan looked around and finally determined the unusual place of this house.

  In other rooms, there will be more or less orange lights showing through the small screen windows, which may be a ritual for this world to welcome the night.

  But this house is completely dark.

  Without a trace of warm light, the house looked like a hand poking out in the dark, trying to pull Xiaolan past.

  But, is the third room really here?

   Xiaolan was a little hesitant by the weird darkness, holding his chin and thinking back to the hint of the flowers.

   is the opposite of Liuliwu...

  A thought suddenly hit her.

  That's right! right here!

  I would have noticed the Liuli House at first because it is the only luminous room during the day.

  The room in front of you is the only room without light in the dark night, isn’t it, the opposite of the glass room?

  This black hole is like a room to swallow people, it's the third room!

   Xiaolan did not hesitate, and ran directly to the entrance of the hut.

  What is hidden behind this pure darkness?

   "Squeaky——"

  Xiaolan took a deep breath and walked into the invisible room.

  In chronological order, what is hidden in this room is perhaps the most painful memory of the flowers.

  I just don’t know how this painful memory will be presented.

   Xiaolan thought for a second, did not close the door tightly, and gently walked into the room, only slightly heavy breathing and footsteps in her ears.

  The moonlight that penetrated outside the door was not enough to illuminate this place. Xiaolan reached out to touch the mobile phone in his pocket. Although there was no signal, it could be used as a flashlight.

  A chill came, not like the wind outside the door, but as if something had passed through the body.

   Xiaolan suddenly stiffened.

  A hand that appeared from nowhere, tightly squeezed Xiaolan's extended left hand.

  Someone!

   Xiaolan tried to calm down, quietly turned her head, and looked behind her back.

  The faint moonlight shone behind him, his left hand stopped in the air, the surrounding area was empty, and there were no people.

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  (End of this chapter)